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Observational poem

Silently, Rangitoto stands like a green statue,

Boats floating gently, like the feet of a human, Big pohutukawa trees supporting the boys while they play touch,

Big bulge trees with affrows, standing proud representing the nature,

Cicadas sosilizing in the shade of a tree The sound of the joy of children rolling down a hill straight into each other,

The wind whistling in my ears with a nice breeze,

The saltyness of the crashing waves rise right into my nose,

Brightness of the sun affects my eyes Insects climbing on my leg, around my legs like a spiral. Melenia